All language subtitles for Dope.Girls.S01E03.1080p.WEB.H26GP

You have no idea
what you've just done.

You said his family are bad.

- How bad?
- The Saluccis are

criminally insane gangsters

who sell girls and
dope in shitty clubs.

And if you cross them,
their approach to revenge

is inhuman.

I'm gonna take that tongue,

fry it in a pan...

and I'm gonna feed
it to my mother.

- Find my son.
- If you're gonna

work for me, I need to
know I can trust you.

There's a girl downstairs
we picked up last night

in the raid. Find
out who she is.

What makes you think
she'll speak to me?

Because beneath that
shiny new uniform...

- Get your hands off me!
- ...you're just like her.

Morally bankrupt.

We have an opportunity here.

You wanna
open a night club?

I saw how much
that place was making

last night, and
it was a cesspit.

Don't you think we
could do it better?

You'd be like every
other Black woman,

working for their white boss.

I want something that's mine.

Would you ever lie to me?

Of course not.

You're the only
thing that matters to me.

What are they doing?

Talking to her brother.

I thought he
died in the war.

Yep...

it's bloody creepy,
if you ask me.

And the
money is gone,

along with my grandson

I don't know
anything about that.

What are we paying
you for, then?

I can get you work.

What kind of work?

Depends what kind
of girl you are.

Come find me when you get out.

She trusts you.
She is your way in.

I joined the police to
help girls like her.

Sometimes we have to
be bad to be good.

You stink.

Stand over there.

I said get over there. You
are putting me off my lunch.

Go on, what have you got?

Lily told me about a tunnel.

A secret place... In
the heart of Soho.

Somewhere near French Street.

Come here!

I don't know what I
expected to find...

But it wasn't this, sir.

Hello, stranger.

Enjoy the ride.

Clare?

Sir?

Carry on.

She took me to a
cafe in Soho after.

And I think it was a
test when she drugged me.

What is that place?

Secret.

No men know about it.

And we like to keep it that way.

That woman by the fire...

- was she real?
- Oh, she's real, all right.

She was a grass.

Sending everyone's
business to the police.

And when the Saluccis found
out, they took the lot.

Eyes, tongue, ears.

See no evil, speak no evil.

Ask me, she deserved
what she got.

Grasses are the
lowest form of scum.

Hi, Wally.

Can we have, um,

two chicken pies,

two beef sandwiches and
two Victoria sponges?

Thank you.

She's paying.

She went home with the
Duke of Bristol last night.

Dirty bitch.

I don't have any money.

Oh, I know.

Your purse.

Gimme that.

Who's Clare?

You said you could get me work.

Maybe.

Well?

Are you gonna help me or not?

A friend of mine's
opening a place,

and they're looking for
hostesses and dancers.

I'd take a cut off
whatever you earn,

but it'd be regular money.

Here we go.

Two pies.

Thanks, Wally.

Victoria sponge.

- Thank you.
- Enjoy.

- What...
- Ready?

Lily!

The new club is
off Brewer Street.

It's called the 33.

A girl from Danton's
is opening it.

Danton's?

Good.

Silvio Salucci...

used to run that place.
Now he's missing.

One of those girls'll
know his whereabouts.

He's screwed most of them.

Someone must be
hiding something.

So get yourself in there.

Whatever you find out, just
bring it straight to me.

Understood?

And don't tell a
soul about this.

Okay. Three
things you need to know...

for a night club to survive,

we need to flog booze,

girls, dope.

Police can't find
out, obviously,

but neither can the Saluccis,

because we can't afford
their protection.

Is that silk?

We need curtains, Kate.

Do we? Glasses
over here, please.

Sit so yourself. Make it nice,

and people will spend time here.

Treat people nice.
Manners cost nothing.

Speaking of which, we're
not selling dope or girls.

- It's not that sort of place.
- Wherever you say.

Once you're finished
with the stage,

bring the rest of the
glasses down, please.

I could get used to this.

Pass me two glasses.

Now we're talking.

What happens when the
Saluccis realise he's dead?

That's not our problem.

Okay, it's been five days.

They're gonna tear Soho apart.

And what are they gonna find?

There's nothing left but ashes.

Oh...

girls, this is amazing.

Aah!

Er, I said no strangers.

Oh, this
one's all right.

She'll do anything.

What are you hanging around for?

Come on.

- To us.
- To us.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
You've gotta be joking.

- Billie.
- No...

The bastards sold
us fucking water!

Silvio disappears.
Then he reappears.

- It's what he does.
- No, this is different.

Something's wrong.
I don't understand

why we don't
just... we go out...

Because now is not the time

for tantrums.

I need you to grow up
and focus on our future.

There are bigger
things at stake.

He's your grandson.

This is about blood,
not some piece of land.

For all we know,
he could be dead.

It's not just land, Damaso.

It's a passport to real power.

What, we just sit around
doing nothing, do we?

No, no, you're
supposed to keep calm,

because if you screw our chances

of building this racetrack,
when your little brat

comes back with his
tail between his legs,

which he will, I'll
kill him myself.

Ahh, you only have
yourself to blame.

You should have remarried.

How can you learn to be a man

- when you're his mother?
- Okay.

Now eat, you look thin.

Ah, Luca, Luca!

Welcome home... brother.

That's it. We're fucked.

We need to rob a restaurant.

We're not robbing a restaurant.

We open tomorrow, Kate.

We need booze.

If we rob a restaurant,

the police will investigate.

It'll be a mess.

Okay, a hotel.

We could rob the police.

I know a girl that was taken
to this warehouse by the river

and it's like
Aladdin's party cave.

Turns out, every time
the cops raid a club,

they stash the booze
in this locker.

And then whenever the
bastards want a drink,

they go down there.
Drink for free.

And the best part?

My mate says that it's
practically unguarded.

Practically unguarded?

What does that mean?

One or two rookies. Kids.

Sorry, are you
actually considering this?

Wait a sec... you
won't rob a restaurant,

but you'll rob the police?

Do you think the police
will admit they were robbed?

If she's telling the truth,

they'll hardly
miss a few crates.

It's brilliant.

Yeah. How are
you gonna get in?

Because they're not exactly

gonna open the
fucking doors, Kate.

Well, when you've found
a serious solution,

come and get me.

The British Empire is
the largest in history,

governed through systems of
both direct and indirect rule,

- for more...
- Mummy, this is so boring.

- When's our tutor coming back?
- I don't know, sweetheart.

- Ugh.
- When he gets better.

If he ever gets better.

Look, I know this is tedious,

but it is vitally important

to know one's
place in the world.

I mean, what if your
father were to become

Prime Minister one day?

Darling, don't roll your eyes.

They'll get stuck there.

Now, when one talks of
colonial trade routes

- and economic security...
- Why can't the people

from other countries
rule themselves?

Because...

um...

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

I don't know
where... Elizabeth?

Right, just carry
on the chapter...

I can't believe I'm saying this,

but I wish we were
back at school.

Don't you? Jenny's mum says

it's not even the flu
that's making people sick.

It's aspirin, made
by the Germans.

I'm starving. Is there any
of that treacle tart left?

Elizabeth baked a
fresh one this morning.

Erm, I need the loo.
I'll catch you up.

Okay, everyone, into your lines.

Okay, ladies, here we go.

Show me what you've got.

Okay, five,
six, seven, and...

Wait. You're Violet, yes?

I'm looking for someone
who can handle themselves.

- Do you want a job?
- Yeah.

My son has
always been a hero.

When I asked him what
was the worst thing

about being on the front line,

he did not say death or
loss or even sacrifice.

He said...

the food!

Luca fought when many did not.

And today I know his father...

...would be a proud man.

And I am a proud woman.

Welcome home.

Thank you. Thank you. Grazie.

Famiglia...

Famiglia, amici, grazie.

Um...

for a long time, I didn't
think I'd ever see home again.

Yeah. The days
felt like nights.

And the nights...

never ended.

But it made me realise...

how precious this is.

Time.

I swore, if I ever made it back,

I would never waste
another moment.

My beautiful wife, uh...

...my three boys.

Nearly men. Come
up here to Daddy.

I've missed out on so
much, haven't I... here.

Of course, I...
I have to thank

my brother.

Our general.

I know he would have
given anything to fight

alongside me if he could.

But! But-but-but-but...

But maybe he had
the real battle.

Taking care of Mama.

She demands a lot,
does our mother.

- That's why we love her.
- No.

Salute!

Salute!

We'll find him.

Together.

Hello, officer.

Get on with it,
before he wakes up.

I can't see
a fucking thing.

Go, go, go.

Okay, that's enough, let's go.

Let's go, come on.

Shit, he's gone.

Oh, shit.

Okay, let's go.

Billie!

- How?
- I found a new supplier.

Oh... oh!

You remember Reggie?

He's gonna run the door.

Welcome to the family.

Let's have a drink, shall we?

Whoo!

Feel like a proper lady.

- Proper.
- To proper ladies.

♪ Gee, would I hate to go home ♪

♪ Alone ♪

♪ Oh, when I climb
up the stairs... ♪

Got you these.

I've missed seeing
you every night.

Now you can see me
whenever you want.

How'd you feel getting
your pay from a woman?

Money's money.

Ain't you worried about Silvio?

Silvio?

No, why should I be?

Well, you two didn't
exactly see eye-to-eye.

What's he gonna think about

you having your own place?

I'm sure he's got bigger
things to think about

than little old me.

So, what happens at a nightclub?

Grown up things.

Like what?

Mum? Like what?

Dancing, talking.

So, why can't I come?

'Cause you're not grown up.

Do you even care
that Daddy's gone?

How could you say that?

I can't go to Alice's today.

- I've got my period.
- Sweetheart, you don't.

Do you want me to prove it?

But finish your work.

Hello?

Hello?

How many of you have
lost someone you loved?

Raise a hand if you have lost

a brother, a father...

a son?

Come in, child.

Okay. Good!

Good.

I lost my father when
I was 11 years old.

Lost my mother to
demons of the mind.

And I lost my child...

my daughter, to savage disease.

But... I'm here to tell you,

it is only through
experiencing great loss

that we begin to
truly understand gain.

Just as hunger teaches us
to cherish a warm meal,

grief shows us the path to life.

Death is not an end.
It is a beginning.

And so, friends, the
conclusion of this...

terrible war...

heralds the birth

of a golden age, a
time of life, liberty,

love, and we will be reunited

with all those we have lost.

Of course, it is natural

that we feel
sadness, anger, pain.

But these mortal affections...

if left unchecked,
can only harm us.

I will teach you, my friends,

how to release yourselves
from the shackles.

Turn tears into power.

You have already taken
the hardest step.

Just being here today.

So now walk with me...

into the light.

Together, we will burn
down the old order...

and build ourselves a new world.

Hail Osiris, King of the Dead,

Renewer of Life,
Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris,
Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris, Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris,

Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris, Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris, Lord of Silence.

Hail Osiris,
Lord of Silence.

Hm.

This might come as news to you,

but this is a place of work.

- Are you serious?
- We need to rehearse.

I have to meet friends anyway.

See you later.

Someone's a sassy Sally.

Eddie, I'm not in the mood.

The last time I checked,
a warm-up for you

involved riding the
stage manager's wife.

That's when I didn't
care. Now I do.

- Don't you?
- Of course I do.

Then show me.

Billie?

Have you got a minute?

Not really. What do you want?

I found these in
the dressing room.

Some of the girls were planning

to sell it.

I know. I gave it to them.

I already told you,

I don't want it here.

It will make people drink more.

I don't care.

If we're doing this,
I want it to be

as respectable as possible.

I mean it. Drink is one thing.

Drugs are quite another.

Ah, so you'll chop a man
up and burn his body,

but coke, that's where
you draw the line?

I don't want the police
sniffing round here.

You said yourself we
need to tread carefully.

Fine.

Welcome home.

When you said death
is not an end,

I know what you meant.

Go on.

My father killed himself.

I'm not supposed to
know that, but I do.

And I've seen him.

You don't believe me?

Oh, I believe you.

I saw my father too.

The night he died.

I want to speak with him.

I saw you do it the other night

with my friend's mother.

Yes, I... I remember.

Can you help me?

I can, but the
ritual is complex.

And not for the faint of heart.

I'll do anything.

Very well.

We will need certain items

to help lift the veil.

Nothing is more
important than family.

Now, more than ever,
we need to feel loved,

looked after...

safe.

And that's what
this club will be.

A family.

Because if we make
people feel safe here...

if they feel like they belong...

they'll never want to leave.

And the longer they stay...

the more they'll pay.

But...

there are rules.

Well, one very important rule.

Which is, to have
a bloody good time.

As we're new, I don't imagine

the police are gonna
give us any trouble yet.

But if they do, Reggie will
stall them as long as he can.

And then it's the usual.
Drinks down the hatch.

Stash the bottles out the back.

- Any questions?
- What time do we close?

When the music stops.

All right, let's go.
Opening doors in ten.

Basic hygiene, it's a
bloody jungle down there.

No chance, you'll
be scratching all week.

Where's the
bloody skirt then, eh?

Have a good night.

Reggie, you're
a hard man to find.

What, no welcome home?

"Thank you for your service"?

Welcome home, Luca.
Good to see you.

You don't waste any time.

No, I'm here till
Danton's gets back up.

I've got to pay the bills.

- You know what it's like.
- Do I?

I hear you were one
of the last people

to see my nephew.

- I saw him that night.
- Hmm.

Got him out, safe as usual.

- Yeah.
- Couldn't tell you

if I was the last to
see him, though...

Sorry, I'm... I'm
a bit confused.

You were on the
door of that club

- since the day it opened.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, is that right?
- Yep. Yep.

You saw every dirty
little secret.

And yet, on the
night that my nephew

and a load of our
money goes missing,

you don't see anything
or hear anything

out of the ordinary?
Isn't that odd?

Someone must have
called in the raid.

It wasn't planned.
We got no warning.

That wasn't
the question, Reggie.

Did you or did you not
see anything unusual

on the night that my
nephew disappeared?

No.

- Nothing?
- Nothing.

No new faces that night?

Look, with respect,

considering the number of
people Silvio's pissed off

- over the years...
- Where's my son?

- I don't know!
- Where is he?

- I don't know!
- Liar.

If I find out you're
fucking lying to me...

Stop, stop.

I believe you.

You gonna let us in, then?

Who owns this joint?

I don't know. Some idiot.

Honestly, this racetrack has
become a fucking obsession.

Levelling the ground plans
for the stables, lounges.

What's your cut?

Well, you've just got
home. You should focus

on your wife, your kids.

Let you get on with business?

Mama's right. The racetrack
will change everything.

And we both know
I'll be running it.

I'm just messing
with you, brother.

Evening, gentlemen. Gin,
rum, whiskey, or champagne?

How much for you?

What? Lady muck doesn't fuck?

Don't you know who I am?

I'm afraid my brother's
just got back.

It's been a while since
he's had the pleasure.

You understand.
Whiskey's all around.

Go on, off you trot.

Where's Billie?

♪ Everybody wants to touch me ♪

♪ Everybody wants to feel ♪

♪ Everybody wants
a peace of... ♪

♪ Something that's real ♪

♪ Everybody wants
to touch me ♪

♪ They all love my skin ♪

♪ They can't wait
to take me home ♪

♪ They don't even
care where I've been ♪

♪ Everybody wants
to touch me ♪

♪ They all want a little pat ♪

♪ They all want to
tell their friends ♪

♪ That they had themselves
a piece of that ♪

♪ Everybody wants
to touch me ♪

- What's going on?
- Go and meet Walter.

- Billy?
- Eddie, I can't, just please.

Get out of here.

For God's sake.

Eddie, will
you give us a minute?

Bloody madhouse.

If they knew, we'd
already be dead.

We just need to treat
them like anyone else.

Anyone else? How many
other people have

a vested interest in cutting
out our tongues, Kate?

I'll take care of it.

Stay off the dope.

So, you know him? The
one who's missing?

Unfortunately.

Silvio's why most of
the girls got the clap.

What do you think's happened?

Hopefully something really bad.

- I'm good.
- Go on.

I said I'm good.

We're still waiting
on our drinks.

Whiskeys for the table.

That's a nice skirt.

Why don't you come join us?

Take the rest of
the evening off.

This isn't that kind of place.

Let go of her.

I think you and your friends

should find somewhere
else to drink.

Tell you what. Why
don't you give me her,

- and we'll settle up?
- I told you.

- My girl's not for sale.
- If it wasn't for me,

you'd be speaking
German, you bitch.

- All right, let's go sit down.
- Sit down?

Sit down?

You've gotten good
at that, haven't you?

This little piggy
went to market.

This little piggy
stayed at home.

And this little
piggy was too busy

tucking into Mama's tiramisu

that he forgot all
about business.

This is our fucking turf.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this evening's
entertainment is over.

Welcome to the show.

Everybody get the
fuck out of here.

Take what you want.

Smash the rest.

You can't open a club
on our fucking land...

without wetting our whistles.

Sorry about all the trouble.

But if you want to reopen,
you're going to have to pay.

- For what?
- Protection.

Well, you really
took care of it.

The Saluccis own us now.

And you've got a problem
with selling dope?

How the fuck do you think
they make their money?

I know exactly how
they make their money.

And I won't sell that poison.

We're paying them protection.

- That's it.
- Okay.

How are we going to
pay for protection

if we can't even afford
to pay our staff?

And whose fault is that?

With your carpenters

and your fucking curtains?

People want a show.

I thought I'd seen it all
with the severed head,

but the vaginal
clamshell. Jesus Christ.

People just want to enjoy
a drink and a dance.

I don't care what people enjoy.

I perform to escape.

That's all I have.

So, you do not get to come here

and try to teach me

about what's offensive

or ugly.

This is the world

you left your baby in.

Because she doesn't
look like you.

That's not true.

Yet you kept Evie.

Oh, my sweet boy.

How was your brother?

He's weak, Mama.

Then you must be strong.

I'm going to need your help...

to make sure your brother
does not lose his head.

Just while I find out...

what's happened to the boy.

And what if something
has happened to him?

Then I will take
whoever is responsible

and roast them on
a fucking spit.

My boy...

you're safe now.

No, no, no... Luca!

Oh...

Mm... silly boy.

You know...

when I watch you on stage...

it's like someone
else is up there.

I forget it's you.

Billie...

Billie, if you're in
some kind of trouble...

you can tell me, you know.

- You look nice, sir.
- Stop fucking around.

What have you got to report?

The club's run by Kate Galloway.

The bitch who wet the bed?

But she didn't recognise you?

No.

I'm in.

How am I
supposed to reopen,

when all my stock was destroyed?

I mean, I work with
several clubs already,

and we don't loan to them.

- What makes yours so special?
- Me.

What, going
to the Saluccis?

We are going to
make this club work.

Billie
actually believed you.

That it would be different here.

- It will be.
- Freak show.

Just give me time.

Hello, Mr. Huxley.

People underestimate
you, don't they?

The movie "Cleopatra"

- auditions in Los Angeles.
- And London.

It's a
proper dancing role

And it's money.

Upstairs need to
know the whereabouts

of the Salucci boy, and
they need to know now.

Any more trouble, I'll
speak with the Saluccis.

They have friends in the police.

I should be out
there looking for my son.

He's sick.

If you
kick a sick dog,

do not be surprised
when he turns on you.

Violet, stop!

It's a Salucci
gun. Put it down.

♪ Twinkle, twinkle,
little star ♪

♪ How I wonder what you are ♪

♪ Up above the world so high ♪

♪ Like a diamond in the sky ♪

♪ Oh... ♪